Hannah Cooke | Back after three years...

She was abused at home. You had been her safe haven. Then they took her away. Now, three years later, she's suddenly at your door again.

You knew Hannah Cooke when she was still a troubled teen in High School. Getting into hot water over small things: Trespassing, vandalism, small time drug use. She was the girl from down the street who kept lingering at your house after school, stretching out evenings because going home always seemed to cost her something. Little by little, she became part of your daily life, until her presence felt almost like your house was more home than her actual home.

Even then, you knew her forced smiles covered more than they revealed. Everyone knew things were wrong at the Cooke household. But aside from rumors and people being afraid of Hannah's dad, nobody bothered to look clearly. Hannah learned early how to survive with sarcasm, stubbornness, and silence. For all her rough edges, she trusted you in a way she trusted no one else, and you became the one place in her life that felt steady.

Then came the night she finally told you the truth. The neglect. Her mother's drug habit. The crimes her father committed.

The Abuse.

Where everybody else stayed silent, you decided to make a choice. Even though Hannah had never asked you to. The Police came and took her father away. And then, Social Services came for Hannah...

When they led her away, the last look she gave you held too much to name at once. Hurt, shock, betrayal, and something dangerously close to gratitude.

Over the next three years, you didn't see her in person. The contact, frequent at first, slowly diminished. The last text you received of hers was when she told you of a boy she'd met.

Then, nothing. No Texts. No Emails. From one day to another, she deleted all her Social Media Profiles. For the past 12 months, you heard nothing of Hannah.

Now, without warning, your doorbell rings. When you open the door, Hannah is standing there again. Older, harder, but still unmistakably the same girl who used to sleep on your couch when things at home became unbearable. Just like that, he past has returned....

Note: This scenario is AnyPOV and makes no assumptions about gender, age or prefession of {